Akira's breathing became more and more shallow, as he was slowly brought to the edge but not allowed to go over it "n-n...please...don't leave me like this. Oh god...please..."
"Yes! Yes! Please anything! Just don't tease me!" Je groaned, his hips bucking slightly into the alien's hands. "Please...just let me cum again." He moaned.
Akira looked up and bit his lip, not liking that the alien had stopped, but not wanting to be fucked again "y-yes." he moaned, "please, anything...just...just let me cum." he groaned, "anything, I don't care what"
Akira gasped as his body continued heat up, until he was pushed over the edge. He moaned as he came hard into the other's hand "oh god, oh god." he moaned, his body now aching with pleasure all over. His brain being stuck on overload.
The alien chuckled, wiping his hand on Akira's chest. "You'll make a perfect little incubator." He smiled, patting the slight bulge in the human's belly. "Take care of my eggs pet."
Akira groaned as the alien wiped his cum onto his chest and fidgeted. His eyes felt so heavy. He closed them, only to groan again at the pat to his belly. "Tired...so tired." he whispered, licking his lips. "Please let me go..."
Akira looked at the alien confused but soon he was asleep, in the chains that held him. His body was still warm but only enough that it wasn't going to bother him as he attempted to sleep.
When he did wake, he was in a simply decorated room, laying of a soft, king-size bed. The only things to tell him he wasn't merely dreaming were the metalic walls, and the weight he felt inside himself.
Akira got up and looked around the room. He bit his lip and felt a heavy weight against his body, it was reality hitting him. He was starting to get the feeling that he was never going to away from this alien world. He touched his stomach and fidgeted. "Ghal?" he called, slowly getting out of the simple bed, "Hello?" he called, "Is anyone out there?"
A spot in the wall slid open and Ghal stepped in. "How's the room, anything you need? I'd like to keep you under as little stress as possible...relatively anyways."
Akira turned quickly to see Ghal, "I need to go home." he tried. "please." he pleaded one more time, he was sure that it was futile, but it was worth a shot, "please, Ghal, let me go. I won't tell anyone about you, I promise, just let me go."
Akira looked down to his lap and nodded "I suppose. But what am I going to do here, get knocked up by you over and over again? That doesn't sound like much fun to me. How are these...things coming out anyway?" he asked, glancing down to his stomach.
"Well, when your date nears, withing the next few days, your body will become more elastic, easier to stretch. You may start leaking a bit of lubrication. In any case, the act of laying my eggs should be quite pleasurable to you. There are other things to do here between pregnancy of course."
Akira looked fearful of what was about to happen, but he licked his lips and nodded. "Like what?" He asked, talking about what else there was to do in a place like this. "It looks like there is nothing." He said, glancing around the barren room.
"As I said, I can certainly set up a television or something for you. If you prefer something more cerebral I picked up a lovely chessboard on earth." He chuckled. "I could also introduce you to some of the crew of the ship, perhaps teach you about the species you share the universe with."
Akira bit his lip, "there are more people on this ship?" He asked, he looked around the room again, not really wanting to spend his time in there at the moment "Can....Can I get a tour of the ship?" He asked, tulting his head. He seemed to be getting used to the fact that he was stuck here, and he wanted to make the best of it.
"Oh certainly, I'm merely head scientist here, there are pilots, mechanics, all similar to what you'd find on a human battleship." He smiled, opening the door to lead him out.
Akira nodded and moved over to the door, he wasn't really sure what to expect. Then again the most intereactions he had had with aliens was tv shows and movies. He had never thoight they were real. "Does....does everyone else look like you?" He asked, glancing around the ship as he followed Ghal.
"No, not at all." He led him to a room full of consoles, looking out at stars zipping by. A large globular grey being was in the center, dozens of tentacles, moving about over the controls. "Our pilot."
Akira found himself moving behind Ghal when he saw what the pilot looked like "What...what is he...she? it?" he tried, not wanting to offend but unsure if the alien before him even had a gender.